I don’t know which was is up or down or anywhere for that matter my eyes burn my body aches and I am ready to fall helplessly in love with sleep I feel drained, itchy, crawling out of my skin but I wouldn’t trade this feeling…

Blinded by the courtesy of a folk She danced together with them. Laughing at their jokes, for all that was actually her. Its time to be parted, for this time, or maybe forever Two-some jerked her right, attracts her eyes, and was left au fait…

The night is for sleeping. Unless you are an owl on the hunt, Or a bat out for a nighttime flight. The night is for sleeping. Despite the howling winds, And thunder rumbling everywhere. The night is for the sleep. As I scoff at the…

Night is for sleeping, not worrying, or weeping.   Night is for dreaming, for healing, believing.   It gives itself over to Sun for safe~keeping   Night is for subconsciousness, it’s sorting, and up~keeping.   Night is for deliverance~   Night is for Sleeping.  …

Dearest Poets, The Night Is For Sleeping. Not writing, or dreaming, or thinking. The night is not for wild-eyed dreamers whose thoughts wreck havoc. The Night is For Star-crossed lovers who take their lives or for those who are faint of heart The Night is Not for…

Parties, scheming, out right creeping None of those things The night is for sleeping Get up early to maximize your day Turn in early Make your stress go away

Write a poem to go with one of the following five titles. Möbius Strip The Night is For Sleeping Blue Clouds Station At the Diner    

  From the painting ‘Coalition’ by Kevin Peterson.   The fox, leading from the front, nose twitching scenting the cold autumn air for danger, masked by fumes from distant traffic, his early afternoon shadow solid. His demeanour determined a purpose to this journey.   The…

Dear you, I am you, I am your failure, don’t look around but look at me. Look at your failure Because you always run away whenever you see me You rant at so little time, at so little opportunities, at your misfortune, at your loveless life.  …

Dear Loves, In the most critical year of your life, a few defining things will happen. Someone or something will be born and die.  Yes, both will happen – a birth and a death.   A great love will be lost and one will be…